Date: Mon, 26 Jan 2015 09:38:54 +1300
From: ben zeb <zebben2014@gmail.com>
Subject: YF. Maths Class Pt.3 Gym club

Please note.  The events are real and so are the people involved.  I have
changed names to protect the identity and privacy of them and where all
this happened.  I have been a little creative with the dialogue but it's as
accurate as I can remember.

For the best part of term 2 and 2, Keith and I had some very exciting sex
meets.  Well for me especially.  Actually he confuses me.  He is a really
nice guy.  He is real laid back and friendly, is very popular with chicks,
but fairly shy as well.  I know he has been in a relationship with a really
nice girl at school but don't know if it ever got physical.

His popularity comes from his character, not his looks necessarily, and I
doubt he would ever be a model.  Brown hair, shortish, wiry body, not
hugely muscled but strong.  He likes sport, especially gymnastics and he
plays soccer on Saturdays for our school 1st 11.  Sport is possibly the
only common thing we have between us and is something we have talked about
a lot over the past 18 months I've known him.  I play for the 2nd 15 school
rugby team.  I also like gymnastics.

In term 2 and 3, we have club options.  You have to join a club, which is
held once every 4 weeks on a Friday arbo, 1pm to 3:15.  Keith and I
happened to be in gym club.  The club started out with about 25 but as time
went on more and more dropped out or just skived off from school on those
days.  One day in term 3, Keith and I were the only two that turned up.

The gym teacher was more than a little pissed off that and was going to
cancel the session but Keith managed to convince him to trust us to
practice alone and that we would pack the gear away afterwards.  He finally
agreed and so for about 30 minutes we jumped and swung through a few
routines.

Finally he told us to carry on and do some self-practice and would we mind
making sure the gym doors were shut and all gear away when we left.  He
wanted to get back and complete some school marking or whatever.  I think
it was just his excuse to bunk off as well.  Anyway, it suited us cause we
couldn't leave early as the school busses didn't leave until 3:30 anyway.
So," Yep, no probs" we told him.

And there we were.  Alone in the gym together.  We stuffed about a bit.  I
watched Keith go through some routines on the parallel bars, he gave shit
loads of feedback about my effort on the rings and then we helped each
other go through some floor excises on one of the landing mats.

I was about to try a back flip when Keith tackled me to the mat and began
to wrestle with me. So that was it.  We got into it and wrestled around.
He managed to get me into some great leg holds but I managed to wriggle out
of them.  During this I couldn't help it but crack a very hard boner.
Keith didn't miss that and began grabbing at it, so I responded and instead
of wrestling it became a full on grope session.  Keith boned up just as
quickly so there we were rolling around on the mat, groping and feeling
each other's cocks.

This went on for about five or so minutes when Keith rolled away and lay on
his side facing me.  We lay there getting our breath back and then he said,
"Who would you turn gay for?"

"Dick head!  What do you mean?  I already am gay!"

He laughed and replied, "Yeah, that didn't make a lotta sense.  What I
meant was, is their someone you would...ummm...you know take a risk to do
stuff because you liked them shit loads and was curious?"

"Are you going somewhere with this Keith?  Cause I'm a bit confused by what
you mean.  I am very careful about what I do and who I do it with.  Are you
asking me who I'm hot for or what?"

"Sort of."

"Well, I fantasise about a lotta guys, but I can't and won't try anything
with them.  Anyway, who would you turn gay for? " I asked him.

Keith rolled onto his back and there was a long pause before he finally,
and very quietly, said "You."

I was totally stunned and I could sense his embarrassment.  I didn't know
what to say to that.  My turn to stay silent...

"Say something dumb arse!"  Keith finally broke an awkward silence.

"I don't know what to say Keith."

"Why?"

"Because I'm confused.  I know you and Rachel are on together.  You've got
a fan club of some of the real nicest girls in school.  And I told you, and
I risked a shit load when I did, that I thought you were the hottest kid in
our class.  We've done some stuff and I have to say that it was fucking
sensational.  But I'm pretty sure you're not gay, probably curious.  Now
you're saying you'd turn gay for me?  What the fuck do you mean?"

Very long pause and then..."It means I liked what you did...we did.  I
don't know what I am.  Anyway, why do we have to label what we are?  Gay,
straight, homo. What the fuck does that mean anyway.  I don't give a rats
arse that you say you're gay.  I just like who you are because you're a
cool guy.  You don't act gay or whatever gay guys are s'posed to act like.
You know, like gay Shane.  He ponces and carries on.  You say you're gay
but aren't a bit like him.  As I said, I liked what we did and I want to do
more.  Am I gay...I don't know.  Could be bi, but I do know I am really
curious about all this and I have been for a long time.  You gave me a
chance to find out about it all, Zeb."

"So...what exactly do you mean by turning gay for me?"  I was beginning to
get a bit angry and continued, "I'm not going to be your science experiment
or your fucken guinea pig.  I like you heaps but I won't be used as a test
crash dummy!"

"Whoa, back the fuck up!  That's not what I mean.  I know I can trust you.
I like you and I liked what we did.  I want more...No wait, I mean I would
like to do more.  That's what I meant.  I told you I'm not gay, but I'm
really curious about it.  I can't just go up to any of me mates and tell
them that and anyway, that's never going to happen.  But I know I'm safe
with you, Zeb."

That helped a bit and I calmed down.  "Keith, I'm sorta in a relationship
with someone else.  I have been for about two years now.  I've know him
since I was 5 and we are really close and besties.  But, I've had the hots
for you and fantasised about you since we started high school.  I really
like you but I feel guilty a bit cause of my friend."

"You mean Jess..."

"What!  What do you mean?  How would you know that?"

"Come on!  It's obvious.  Well it is to me.  You two are real tight and
always together.  When you said you'd had experience before of sucking
cock, I just guessed.  You just confirmed it now."

I felt my face burning.  I felt I had just stabbed my best mate in the
back.

"Look, I'm just letting you know that I'm good with all we done and wanna
do more.  Alright?  I just didn't know how to tell you.  I'm not gunna get
in between you and Jess and no, you better know I won't be telling anyone
about that.  So...what ya reckon...can we?"

"I...I...ahh.." As I stammered trying to think of what to say it at least
stopped me screaming yes please and jumping his bones, tearing his PE gear
off and slutting myself for him.  So I quietly said, trying to be as
straight as, "OK.  I would really like that.  How gay do you want to be?"

Keith pushed him self up on one arm and looked at me.  He had wicked smile
on his face and, as the old clichˇ goes, a glint in his eye.  In what I
can only describe as his best sexy voice he said, "I wanna wrestle with
you."

"Ok. Yeah, but we just did, dickhead."

"Ah ha, yes my gay friend.  But not like this!" and with that he leapt on
me and dragged my PE shorts and boxer trunks to my knees.  "Get `em off big
boy.  And your singlet.  We're wrestling in the nothings!"

"Fuck me, Keith!" I yelped.  "In here!"

He laughed and with a sly smile replied, "Well yes my friend if you insist,
I'm happy to bend you over."

"No you fucken gonzo.  I didn't mean that.  What if someone comes in?"

"Well, the doors are locked aren't they?  Anyway lets check them first.
But you asked how gay I wanted to be and I'm saying lets wrestle nude.  How
about it?  You up for that?"

"Jeeze Keith, I'm up most of time you're around" and laughed as I pounced
on him and returned the favour. Off came his shorts and boxers and there we
were, sitting on the mat, naked, with raging hard ons.

As quick as we could, we ran around the gym checking the doors, dicks
bouncing and slapping our tums, and then we raced back to the mat and got
into it.  If you have ever wrestled nude, you know how absolutely wild and
hot it is.

Keith's skin felt hot and smooth.  It didn't take long for our sweat to
grease up our bodies adding to the sliding action.  But what got us really
steamed up was the felling of our cocks rubbing together and against pretty
much every part of each other's bodies.  I didn't resist too much when he
got me in a headlock between his legs, face mashed into his dick and balls.
And I made sure I made the most rubbing my cock along his butt crack when I
held him face down.

Anyway, we wrestled for some time and if the sweat didn't grease us up, our
precum did.  It was all over us.  Wrestling like this with Keith was one of
the sexiest things I've ever experienced.

We were covered in slime from head to foot, and also breathless, when we
rolled onto our backs panting hard out.  I couldn't help myself and crawled
between my hot friends legs, pushing them apart and lifting them up and
bending them towards his chest.  That gave me complete access to his
pulsing, dribbling cock, beautiful balls and that most hidden spot, his
pucker.

I licked his scrotum and gently sucked his balls, one at a time.  Then I
began licking under his ball bag and right up into his groin.  He was salty
and tangy.  I made my way up his shaft and then drove my mouth down his
pole, taking it into my throat as best I could.  When my jaw began to hurt
I would go back to licking him.  Meantime, with one hand I was caressing
his butt checks and then used my fingers, I spread his arse cheeks.  That
gave me access to his pucker.  OMG, it was great, all locked up tight,
completely hairless and deep pinkish red.

I rubbed one finger over and around it.  Keith jumped but I kept carefully
rubbing his hole.  I was curious what he smelt like so moved my face closer
to take a whiff.  He smelt very musky but not unpleasant.  I wasn't
prepared to go there with my tongue but wet one finger, my index, and as I
went back down on his cock, gently pushed my finger against his hole.

Keith stiffened his body and arched up a little but didn't tell me to stop.
So I took that as meaning I could press on, so I did and as I sucked him,
very carefully and gently pushed my finger a little harder.  It didn't seem
to go anywhere at first.  His bum hole was locked up tight.  But with
continuing pressure, the tip popped into his anus.

Keith's ring clamped tight on my finger.  After a short while he loosened a
little and that let me slide in further, eventually, managing to get two
knuckles deep.  Shit, what a sensation.  He felt boiling hot inside and so,
so tight.  My finger felt like it was in a searing hot vice.  It didn't
feel like I would ever be able to pull it back out.

Keith lowered his legs and pressed my hand between his firm arse cheeks.
He asked me if I could turn around so he could get to my throbbing, leaking
dick.  It was difficult without pulling my finger out, (no pun intended)
but I managed it and so there we were in a 69 position.  I figured Keith
wanted to jerk me off as I sucked him.  The surprise I got when I felt his
hot wet mouth slip over my cock head was huge.  I didn't expect that!

My head shot up.

"Keith, I said, "You don't have to do anything you might feel bad about
later.  I won't be disappointed if you don't and I don't expect you to do
anything I do because you feel you have to."

I wouldn't Zeb.  I want to do this"

I can't say it was the best blowjob I've ever had.  It was a mix of wetness
licks and sucking mouth with teeth grating against my shaft and head.  But
I loved every minute of it because it was Keith doing this to me and
wanting to.

He must have guessed it was a little uncomfortable and said to me that it
was his first time and was he doing it right.  I just mumbled to him it's
fine and if he really wanted a lesson in cock sucking, we could discuss
that later when he'd thought about it.  And went back to my very tasty
pleasure.  And there we were, 69ing.  I couldn't last long and warned him I
was about to come.  He sucked me a little more then pulled off, giving me a
hand job.  I could feel Keith tensing up, his balls crunched up against his
groin, his cock head swelled and then he blew.  I managed to pull off him
cause I wanted to watch him jizz.  He spurted all over my chest and I could
feel the contractions as he did against my finger, still in his bum hole.

I couldn't hold back and spooged all over Keith's chest and stomach.
Gasping and panting we twisted round and pressed against each other, mixing
our cum together.  We were a sticky mess and some had leaked onto the mat.

We stayed glued together, hugging each other actually, for about 10 or 15
minutes.  By now, we were getting cold and it really was time to clean up.
So, giving the mat a quick wipe our singlets, we dragged the mat and other
equipment back to the gear store and went out for a shower.  Keith got in
first and I was about to use the shower next to him, when he grabbed my
hand told me to get over here and get in with me.  I didn't need to be told
twice.  I think I just about leapt in and we spent a joyous 10 minutes
soaping and washing each other.

There wasn't a place we didn't get to wash and caress each other.  I
certainly enjoyed washing his beautiful bits and incredible tush.  Keith
really does have an incredible body and so soft, lightly tanned skin
covering it.  At that moment, I was in heaven and in love.  But I wasn't
going to say that to him.

We finished washing, got dressed and left the gym all in silence.  It
wasn't uncomfortable; it just was they way things went between him and I.
It was time for the bus home, both going different ways.  We nodded goodbye
and went home.  As I said, Keith confuses me but OMG he is great fun and so
hot.